I worked with you for many years.
Through traffic jams.
Down loooong underground hallways (between you and me…..I would always imagine running in terror down this hallway from something large and fierce, barely making it out the glass doors to the garage). And this is why you shouldn’t let your thirteen-year old read Stephen King books. And can I add? They pipe creepy elevator music down this tunnel making it seem like some kind of secret science project straight of Lost.
Up elevators to the fourth floor.
Riding the elevators would take forrrrrrever! Mostly on Mondays, and coming back from lunch late.
In my work suite, I would hide in my cubbie all day.
Popping up like a hamster to talk to fellow co-workers, or see who came in the door.
Being right next to the child support office, we had a lot of stragglers (not that the door didn’t say WHO we were), and rumor is……the waiting room at that government office had walls padded with Kevlar. Really!
My fourth floor window overlooked the Naval base. The high-sped jets, and the incoming storms were a sight to see.
I enjoyed the MOST amazing sunsets.
Oh, my dear, dear office space….I will MISS you.
NOTHING compares to the glorious office space of HOME.
It happened. I have joined thousands of workers, and employers that have implemented cost-saving measures (no rent, no gas, no commute) to office from home. After working in West Fort Worth, and commuting 30+ miles for over thirteen years, I am now working that same job in the comfort of my front room. I must say…..it’s different. I feel like I am playing hookey, but working harder than ever. I am sure I will get more used to it. I noticed last night, I did not have to sit in Ranger Game traffic to get home. My friends, that saved me over an hour of frustration. Oh yes, I think I will get used to this…..wouldn’t you?
See ya office space…it’s been great knowing you.
Now, I’m off to take my first shower in five days, and maybe I’ll change into a new pair of jammies….HA. I’m, of course, KIDDING.
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